The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse

Flocks of birds took to the sky, flying towards the estate.

The guards and the professional team quickly approached the openwork iron gate of the estate.

The inside of the estate was dim and silent.

The leader of the guards glanced at the ranger beside him.

The ranger controlled the birds to circle above, saying, “There’s no danger in the courtyard.”

He signaled those behind him.

Immediately, some people in leather armor, with short swords hanging from their waists, stepped forward and started fiddling with the lock of the iron gate.

With the sound of a crisp click.

The gate opened in response.

The leader made a slight gesture, and the guards quickly entered the estate, surrounding the central stone castle.

The members of the professional team also quickly followed suit, all ready for battle.

“Welcome friends from Black Stone Town.”

Torches lit up on the balcony of the second floor of the stone castle.

A figure in a black robe, of average build, appeared before the crowd.

Leaning on the stone railing of the balcony with both hands, he looked down at those gathered below without any surprise or panic.

Wu Heng moved closer to Basen.

That Necromancer had indeed discovered them long ago.

The man in the black robe, with his hands on the stone railing, continued, “I know the purpose of your visit, but you’ve got the wrong target. I’m not the Necromancer you’re looking for. I can give you some clues…”

Before he finished speaking, a cold light arrived with a thunderous speed.

With a muffled thud, it accurately hit the front of the man in the black robe.

Wu Heng was startled and abruptly turned around, only to see a man in leather armor in the dark behind him, his longbow still trembled slightly.

Turning back to look at the balcony.

The man in the black robe was shot in the chest and his body suddenly leaned back, but his hands still clung to the stone railing in front of him, forming an odd posture.

The next second, under the stares of everyone, the man in black slowly straightened up and snapped off the arrow in his chest.

Part of the arrowhead still lodged in his body.

A substitute?

Or some special constitution?

He is still alive?

The man in the black robe turned his gaze back to the crowd, his voice growing colder, “It seems you’re bent on making me a scapegoat. Very well then… you all stay and become my minions!”

The next second, the ground inside the estate began to shake violently.

One after another, hands speckled with decaying flesh, broke through the soil and appeared from the ground.

Densely crowded, like bamboo shoots sprouting all over the ground.

“Kill him!” Yazde ordered again.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

A volley of arrows and crossbow bolts shot towards the second floor.

The man in the black robe retreated deeper into the stone castle, at the same time saying, “Enjoy this feast of slaughter!”

His figure disappeared into the darkness.

The flesh-ridden carrion covered the entire estate. Under the eyes of Black Stone Town, so many corpses had been collected.

“Slyther, leading guard, join me in storming in and directly killing the Necromancer. The others clean up the carrion in the estate and seal off the surroundings. Don’t let any suspicious person run away,” Yazde commanded to those around him.

“Alright!” Everyone nodded in agreement, acting according to the order.

Yazde and others rapidly rushed towards the main entrance of the stone castle.

Boom, boom, boom!

The heavy footsteps sounded.

Four giant humanoid monsters slowly came down from the second floor of the stone castle.

Each close to four meters tall, with long arms reaching past their knees, elongated and sharp claws, a mouth full of sharp teeth, and grey eyes without pupils.

“It’s Giant Demon Carrion!” Slyther softly warned.

The others nodded.

Above the corridor, the man in the black robe followed behind the Giant Demon Carrion, walking down at a leisure pace.

“Slyther, the Secret Speaker of the Association. I won’t destroy your corpse, at least not before it rots,” he said.

“Attack!”

Yazde let out a low growl, and with a flick of his wand, he unleashed an energy beam, shooting it forward.

The giant demon carrion on the other side, after getting hit, had large chunks of rotten flesh blasted off, revealing even more decayed internal organs.

At the same time, the others also launched their attacks.

The close-combat fighters were swiftly charging up the stairs with their weapons.

The ranged ones, readying their bows, fired arrow after arrow, whistling through the air towards their target.

And the two massive decaying corpses standing guard at the stairs, swinging their bulky arms wildly, attempted to crush the oncoming fighters.

The robed figure in the rear, while dodging the fired arrows, used his wand to conjure and shoot magic lasers toward the enemy.

The roaring cacophony filled the ancient castle for a moment.

Outside the castle,

The guards and professionals, engaged in battle with the emerging carrion.

The sounds of fighting and swords piercing flesh echoed throughout the courtyard.

One after the other, people succumbed to the sword and fell, letting out moans of agony.

Wu Heng, raising his hand, released ‘Witchcraft Arrow’ to knock down the three advancing carrion.

Basen quickly ran forward, his short blade pierced the skull through the eye socket, eliminating them.

The carrion here are different from usual zombies.

Although they also lack intelligence, they can use weapons.

The occasionally high-ranking ones even possess particular occupations.

They are necromancer’s servants, a type of undead vastly different from Wu Heng’s skeletons.

Although they aren’t as capable as the guards or professionals, they still require caution in dealing with them.

Roar-!

Yuli, transformed into a brown bear, hurled the carrion one by one.

Smashing the rest of the rotting corpses.

Clang-!

With a crisp sound, Autruck stepped forward, his longsword blocking a strike from a corpse towards the brown bear.

“Be careful.” The brown bear nodded, once again its massive paws swung, flinging several carrion.

At this time, Tulisa, the leader of the second squad, moved towards them along with her team.

She asked, “Is everything alright?”

Autruck answered, “We’re fine.”

The members of the two squads congregated, continuing to crush the carrion around them.

On the other hand, the guards, who were even more efficient in killing their enemies.

They formed a tight formation, able to withstand more carrion.

The battle continued, but the number of carrion gradually decreased as they were wiped out by the Black Stone Townside.

Bang, bang, bang-!

Just when most of the carrion fell.

The situation took another turn.

The corpses of those killed exploded one after the other.

Thick yellow smoke filled the whole manor as the bodies burst apart.

Under the yellow fog, almost simultaneously, everyone among the guard and the squads began coughing violently.

Their bodies showed signs of poisoning and weakness.

“Be careful, it’s the Necromancer’s ‘Evil Explosion Skill’, the gas is toxic.”

It was written in the ‘Book of Necromancy’.

Necromancers could use corpses to release poisonous gas, affecting living creatures.

It seemed that this skill had been embedded into the bodies of the carrion, creating a combined effect.

After the carrion died, their bodies would explode, releasing this gas.

This aspect was indeed an advantage over mere skeletons, which lack a secondary release of poisonous gas.

Hearing Wu Heng’s warning, members of the two squads started to find ways to avoid inhaling the toxic gas.

Wu Heng held his breath, quickly opened his backpack, took out an unopened gas mask, tore off the outer packaging, and put it on his face immediately.

As the rotting corpses exploded in succession, the fog engulfed the entire mansion yard..